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FB100:#98 – The Gospel According to St. Matthew

This post is part of a project to watch the Film Bloggers’ 100 Favorite Non-English Films. See my progress here.

The Gospel According to St. Matthew

The Gospel According to St. Matthew
Italy 1964; dir: Pier Paolo Pasolini
starring: Enrique Irazoqui, Settimo Di Porto, Giacomo Morante
screened 12/30/07; VHS

Previous Viewing Experience: I have tried to watch this film, unsuccessfully. I think I made it through about the first five or ten minutes before I got really bored and quit. This was probably eight or ten years ago, though, when I was a teenager, so we’ll see if my attention span has improved.

Knowledge Before Viewing: My previous experience of trying to watch it has left me thinking it’s slow-moving and sort of…non-commital. The second thing fits with what I’ve heard about the film being a cinema verite, almost documentary-like version of Christ’s life.

Brief Synopsis: Exactly what you’d expect; the story of Jesus as told by Matthew’s gospel.

Initial Viewing Response: Right, so I’m perfectly willing to acclaim this as pretty much the most straight-forward, accurate version of Jesus’ life (perhaps excepting the Jesus movie, which is primarily used as an evangelical tool). But what catapults it into the realm of great cinema I haven’t yet figured out. My initial expectation of a non-commital storytelling style is spot-on, but I had thought it was supposed to be highly realistic and naturalistic; instead many of the scenes felt very staged and the actors were all very measured and stiff. I’ll need to read a bit about the production–that could be a side-effect of casting non-actors, who are sometimes paradoxically less naturalistic than trained actors (there are exceptions, like the girl Vittorio De Sica cast in Umberto D). Only the various scenes that have children in them (Palm Sunday, for example) have any sense of spontaneity and immediacy. This isn’t to say that there aren’t powerful scenes. Obviously the source material is powerful on its own, and that shows through in the Pharisee-conflict scenes and the slaughter of the innocents (which actually reminded me of Potemkin‘s Odessa Steps sequence). I also found the use of English-language spirituals interesting, mixed in with more traditional church choir music. The idea of Jesus as an Italian peasant isn’t as strong as I expected it to be, though most of the costumes and buildings are believable as either Italy or Rome-occupied Israel. Basically, I’m trying to figure out what it is that I’m meant to get out of the film that I can’t get from reading the Bible, and I haven’t found anything yet. It’s a very literal adaptation, but where is Pasolini in it? (I haven’t seen any other Pasolini films, so I may be at a bit of a disadvantage there.)

Reflective Response: I was supposed to write this a few days after seeing the film, but it’s ended up being about three weeks. Ah well. After I wrote the initial response, I read the back of the video case, and it mentioned that the simplicity and directness of the film was in some ways at odds with the opulence of the Italian Roman Catholic Church, which I can definitely see. So what I may have missed in my initial viewing was the fact that presenting a peasant-class Jesus in a simple setting might have actually been quite radical when Pasolini made the film; it doesn’t seem that way to me, because that’s how I tend to think of Jesus anyway (perhaps as a Protestant, perhaps as a Biblical literalist). In any case, my initial reaction sounds as though I don’t find any value at all in literal adaptations, which isn’t entirely true–I just don’t think they’re as interesting, and while I might put a film like The Gospel According to St. Matthew on a list of great adaptations, I don’t know that I would put it on a list of great films. On the other hand, I’m fairly sure I’ve missed something.

American Idol 7×02: Dallas Auditions

I pretended to be a good grad student tonight and went over to watch a series of lectures on Victorian Britain from the Learning Company with some friends instead of watching American Idol live. So no live-Twittering went on.

Overall, I’d say the show was a bit better tonight than last night. The judges seemed to be having marginally more fun, though I think Simon’s getting even more jaded than usual. Kady Malloy (the girl who can do a Britney Spears impression) is probably one of the better ones through so far, and I liked the cute farmer/cowboy guy. But mostly because he’s cute. Also cute: the newly married couple with the husband who came in to choose his wife’s songs for her. She couldn’t sing terribly well, but he could come on the show and just stand there, and it would make me happy. Because he was hot. But they were also cute together.

I’m really hating how they’re depicting rock singers, though. Every single contestant who leans toward a rock sound turns out to totally suck (yes, even the one they inexplicably let through), which then reinforces the idea that rock singers suck, which they don’t. Are they consciously trying to only let through the most bland pop, boyband, country crossover, and divalicious belters they can find? Or are those the only people willing to try out anymore?

American Idol 7×01: Philadelphia Auditions

Selected Twitterings:

  • Joey Catalano – nice if we’re looking for boyband leads. But boybands are pretty much over, aren’t they? But yeah, good enough for now.
  • You know, the angry contestant clips all start to look the same after six years. Maybe they just reuse the same ones.
  • Melanie Nyema – I wonder how many back-up singers we’re going to have this year after Melinda did so well last year.
  • Usually a bad sign when the contestant hopes the judges will find their voice “unique.” ….. Yep, bad sign. [this was the guy with the really low voice who did “Go Down, Moses”]
  • Someday contestants are going to learn not to sing “Unchained Melody.” Or not.
  • Weren’t they supposed to have instruments this year? What happened to that? Or are they going to do that later?
  • Randy’s always so optimistic. “Yeah, this is gonna be great!” No, no it isn’t. And no, no it’s not. Sinatra sounds nothing like that.
  • “Let me try My Way again!” Paula: “Oh, my Lord!” Hee. For some reason it makes me happy when Paula’s mean. I’m a bad, bad person.
  • Alexis – Not an American Idol singer, but honestly, she could front a punk or rock band with little trouble. Girl, Simon wasn’t mean to you.
  • Thing is, AI isn’t looking for the best musician/artist, but the best pop singer. Most of my favorite front singers wouldn’t get through.
  • This is sad, with the daughter with the syndrome. Hope the girl can sing–too often the ones with the tear-jerker stories can’t. [referring to Angela Martin, cf below]
  • Angela Martin – Nice voice! Oversung, but definitely has the raw materials. I’m glad.
  • Alyse – Good influences, bad song choice, and…what the hell? Okay, I don’t like Feelin’ Good, but I’m not down with murdering it.
  • Milo, stop giving singer-songwriters a bad name! I really want more singer-songwriters on the show, but for serious.
  • Christy – I like this one. I hope she can sing (she was in some of the promos as a good singer, right?). Yeah, she’ll be through.
  • Beth – Ooh, singing a standard! I’m a fan. I like her. But will she be the kind of old-fashioned Simon likes or hates?
  • Chris Watson – Like so many others today, yes, good, but in a style I don’t care for. WHERE ARE THE MUSICIANS THEY PROMISED ME?
  • Brooke – Aw, she’s sweet. Not sure she can make it the whole way, but I do like her. And Simon, quit being a douche about her husband.

Overall Impressions

Bland. Bland bland bland. There were four or five people who had good enough voices, but no one with any pow, you know? Nobody that made me sit up and notice. Way too much melisma, way too much pop sensibility, no originality. And what happened to the instruments? There were supposed to be instruments this year, I swear I read that. Watching Australian Idol has definitely spoiled me. I think I’ll go watch some more of it right now.

American Idol Season Seven

…starts in twenty minutes!

As I said yesterday, I’m going to try live-Twittering the show instead of live-blogging it. I’m faithx5 on Twitter, so feel free to add me if you use it, or you can follow my updates by refreshing this page. Or subscribing to this feed. Or looking at the Twitter badge on my blog’s front page, but I’m not sure it updates automatically.

After the show, I’ll post a recap of the Twitter updates here as well. If this all works out well, I’ll continue doing this throughout the season.

Now fifteen minutes!

Critical Theory Class

So in my last semester of my M.A. in English lit, I decided to take critical theory. You know, after I’ve already written all but like one or two of the critical papers I’ll have to write. But hey. Actually, I’ve never taken critical theory, or literary criticism, or any of those types of things–I’ve done some reading in it on my own, so I’m vaguely familiar with most of the big names and critical approaches, but nothing formal or consistent. After the first class today, I think I’m really going to enjoy it. The discussion we had (the first half of which tried to answer the question “What is literature” and the second half started looking at Russian Formalism) was stimulating, and I actually said stuff! No, seriously, this is huge for me. I think I made it through last semester without talking in class at all. Not quite true, but close.

On the downside, there are three 12-15 page papers and a presentation. Three! Plus a presentation which is supposed to imitate presenting at a conference, which is basically another 10-page paper. No long paper, though, unless we want to combine the second and third papers into one 25-pager. Which I’m unlikely to do, because much longer than 18 pages makes me crazy. On the upside, the professor is perfectly happy for me to do them on critical theory in film if I want instead of literature! Which is so totally awesome, because for whatever reason, most theoretical approaches make perfect sense to me when applied to film, but I can’t follow them as well in literature. So I already end up explaining literary theory to myself in terms of film theory. So that’s exciting.

The professor, by the way, is totally brilliant. You know when you just hear someone talk for like five minutes, and it’s not like what they’re saying is hard to understand or anything, but you can just tell they’re totally brilliant? It’s like that. And he’s British, which makes him seem even more brilliant (studied at Oxford and St. Andrews, even). He was really good at making us do the discussing, and disagreeing with us to make us clarify what we were saying, and yet never seem to disagree with us in a way that made us want to stop talking or feel like we had to agree with him. Socratic, I guess it was, but less…probing.

I was definitely right about this semester being more challenging than last semester. Critical theory isn’t easy reading, throw in essentially two more papers than I’m now used to in a class, not to mention the gazillions of pages I’ll be reading for Victorian Novel (that class isn’t until Thursday) and whatever papers we’ll have there, and not to mention trying to take my oral exam in March…busier I will be. I’m sort of glad the writer’s strike has ended most of my TV shows, because I wouldn’t have time to watch them anyway, and that would make me sad.

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